We are,
not as we were before
our feet have out grown
all of our shoes
a pity
for the soles surely had roads
left in them
you’d rather be somewhere else
I’d rather be here
& our shoes like their harem
their wicker bins
A contest entry
- The 7 Heavenly Virtues! by Rinoasis.
300 points, ended January 4, 2008, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - There's Something Missing by Danna Hobart.
375 points, ended January 11, 2008, 12 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Well, I have a 14 year old who wears a size 13 shoe, so I certainly know about those poor shoes with so many roads left in them. Nice metaphor. Thank you for entering.
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You have a very unique and interesting choice of words. I had to read the poem again to fully understand what it was trying to say. Well done! It's very intriguing.
Thanks for entering my contest!
Blessings,
~Moonchild -
My take on Love
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